Charles has three extraordinary talents, strength, agility, and weirdness, but if he silently digs a hole in the ground and buries himself in it for most of the day without dying, he really doesn't dare to try.

What if it suffocates to death?

The emaciated man didn't suffocate, for the Charr's hunter's mark was still stuck in the soft-looking earth, only a little dim at best.

The Hunter's Mark has a time limit, and Charles doesn't know how long it is, but he knows that if a person dies, the Mark will disappear naturally.

Charles watched as the Killing Warrior who had gone after Tiger Cat returned, and watched the Fortress Warrior search and advance from the outer blockade to the inner circle, and walked over the edge of the Hunter's mark.

In the end, the blockade circle received the end, naturally no prey was caught, this result was obviously beyond the expectations of Linar and others, they immediately scattered and rushed to the periphery, and then closed the net again, this time they directly lit the lamp, and any shadow will shine with a light to see if there is a hidden figure.

Charles began to admire the thin man's courage and resourcefulness, as well as his decisiveness and courage in his desperate fight.

But he also wondered, if Linar and the others searched all night, would he still be able to catch his breath?

The watchtower continuously played a light signal, exchanging information with the searchers below, and the shepherd dog that was originally responsible for searching the suspicious area also ran over again and began a large-scale olfactory search, estimating that after searching this large area, it would be exhausted and half dead.

Charles was a little anxious, because the Shepherd Dog was searching in the same direction as his side, and if he was allowed to search near the Hunter's Mark, he might be able to smell something.

At this time, the little tiger cat has completed the task of luring the enemy and finally returned, and Charles suddenly had a whim, picked up the little boots, established a spiritual connection, and transmitted a sense to it.

After the little boot fell to the ground, it ran towards the location of the hunter's mark, and when it got close to a certain range, it immediately confirmed the exact location.

The little tiger cat cautiously climbed directly above the hunter's mark, looked back at Charles, and landed on all three legs, with one front paw poked up and pointed downward, as if to ask, "Master, is it here?"

Charles nodded, and the little guy turned his head in reassurance, lowered his front paws, and spread his hind legs slightly apart, sprinkling a large bubble of fragrant cat urine.

Charles immediately noticed that his hunter's mark shook slightly, and although it quickly stabilized again, it revealed his current state, which was aware of the outside world.

When the little tiger cat finished his work, he crouched in the shadows nearby according to Charles's orders, quietly waiting for the intruders who dared to break into "its territory".

After a while, the sheepdog really searched this side, sniffed carefully with its nose against the ground, and then suddenly sneezed.

The smell of cat urine is quite enjoyable!

In the dark night, two pairs of turquoise eyes met the light, although the size of the two was a little different, but the fierce eyes did not let anyone.

Little Tiger Cat: "This is my territory, don't you smell my urine?"

Shepherd: "I'm such a big one, why do I listen to you who are so small? I'm peeing here, and this territory is mine!"

Little Tiger Cat: "Are you big?"

The little tiger cat stretched out its little paws, and reached out its sharp claws to scratch the stone wall next to it, making several deep marks on the stabbing lala.

The shepherd dog clipped its tail and turned around and left, it can't be provoked, this is not an ordinary cat, this is a fighting cat.

Time passed minute by minute, Linar and the others, who had searched twice in a row without results, finally couldn't hold their breath, and after a short discussion, they separated in groups of two and chased in the direction where they might escape.

The Mark of the Hunter didn't move, neither did the Charr, and after half an hour of confrontation, the hunter on the watchtower jumped down and beckoned his pet to run into the wilderness to chase his companion.

Ten minutes later, the ground full of the smell of urine was arched up at once, and a thin figure stumbled out dozens of meters with his breath before he began to gasp for air.

Charles activated his stealth skills, kept a distance of dozens of meters from this guy, and silently observed and tracked.

He wasn't sure if there were any Linar people around now, so he didn't rush to show up, anyway, this guy was thin like a chicken cub, and his body was stained with the smell of urine from the little tiger cat's boots, and he couldn't disperse it for a while, and he could catch up and take it anytime and anywhere.

The thin man took two minutes to catch his breath, took out a bottle of potion and drank it, and the wilted figure finally gained some vitality, and slowly trotted towards the wilderness in the dark night.

The more he ran, the more he ran, the more proud he became, and in the end he shook his head and enjoyed it.

Charles was finally annoyed by his snort, and rushed up to hit him in the back of the head with a punch.

"Bang!"

If you have a lot of strength, it is beneficial, and you don't need to spend a stick to beat someone.

..........

..........

The Naser River has a large flow of water, with many tributaries, and on the banks of a hidden tributary, a crime is taking place.

The emaciated man was thrown into the water entirely, and the guy who had just fainted suddenly flopped and struggled.

"Vomit and vomit...... Who are you..... Vomit vomit vomit"

The thin man had been hiding all night, he must have been thirsty and hungry, and Charles had completely solved his thirst problem with a humanitarian spirit, and then fell to the shore with a "snap" like a dead fish, and it was really comfortable to lie on all fours.

"You are ......"

The thin man did not dare to speak, for he found a very large cat crouching beside his head, and a cat paw was pressed against his eye, and the sharp claw thorns had already poked out, and if he shook it slightly, his eyeballs might not be protected.

"I ask, you answer, don't ask me any questions, don't say any nonsense, if I am not satisfied, I will bury you in the soil again, let you hide enough!"

“........”

The thin man looked at the masked man in front of him like a ghost, he didn't understand how the other party could know all about his smug behavior tonight.

"What's your name?"

Merlin Cole ......

A sword light flashed, and the thin man felt that his pants were suddenly torn, and the cold wind blew Jiji so cold.

"What's your name?"

Merlin Cole...... No....... My name is ........"

The thin man panicked and wanted to change his words, but it was too late, a sword light flashed, and the stinging pain came immediately.

A long sword reached out in front of the thin man, and the tip of the sword was covered with a thin circle of flesh that looked like a ring, but with a little more wrinkles.

"Woooooooooo......oo What did you do....... Woowoowoo......"

The thin man actually cried with a lot of snot and tears.

"What are you doing, I didn't ask you for the cost of the operation!"

Charles broke off his drink so frightened that the thin man was so clever that he forgot to cry.

"What's your name?"

Julian....... Julian Clamell......."

Charles's heart moved, and he felt that something was reliable, because the Clamel family had been to his home at 17 Russell Russell, and the Clamel family was a famous family of thieves, and thieves were the best at finding hidden treasures, and it was probably they who got the manuscript of the Marquis of Lorraine from their home.

"Where did you get the manuscript you sold at the trade fair tonight?"

“........”

"It's you....... It turned out to be your ......."

"Whoever you are, bear the wrath of the Clamel family, you ......"

The sword flashed again, and Julian Crummel felt a part of himself feel even colder, and his heart was completely cold.

Charles waved his long sword, shook off a tuft of hair on it, and said lightly: "I was afraid that you would bleed to death just now, so I kept my hand, and from now on, I swear that I will not have the slightest mercy on you." ”

"I ...... Found from the Marquis de Lorraine's house......"